The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Questions

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The words sent a spark racing through her chest. A leading expert. If she pushed every category to the top, she could shake the entire beast world from the ground up.

She reached over, picked up a roasted soybean, and bit own. The shell cracked between her teeth. A soft chime echoed again.

“Ding. Roasted soybean detected. Cooking proficiency increased by ten points.”

Her eyes widened. So even cooked food counted. Maybe she could just buy meals from others and upgrade that way.

The system’s tone cut in, cold and matter–of–fact. “Only food prepared by the Host qualifies for proficiency growth.” It saw through her thoughts.

Her hope crashed and burned, but she wasn’t disappointed for long. The system already made survival easier. Trying to cheat it would be pointless.

She opened the system shop and scanned through the listings. Neat rows of items shimmered before her eyes–seed packets, spice jars, medicine bottles, and polished tools. Every single one carried a price tag she couldn’t afford.

She closed the shop interface. Seeing nothing hurt less than knowing she was broke.

Rosalie pushed open the door and stopped short.

Leon was outside, bare to the waist, his lower half wrapped in a strip of fur. His muscles flexed as he swung the axe, splitting each log with effortless precision. Sweat slid down the lines of his back and waist, gleaming under the morning light like liquid crystal across marble.

Her cheeks turned scarlet, and her ears followed right after.

He noticed her and paused. Dropping the axe, he wiped his forehead with his forearm and gave her a relaxed smile. “Good morning, Matriarch.”

“Morning,” Rosalie said quickly, her words tripping over each other. She spun around before her voice betrayed her further.

She hurried into the kitchen and grabbed a cup, filling i with cold water. She swallowed it in one go, feeling the chill cool her racing heart. She decided a jog through the woods would help. It would keep her fit.

The Marrow Cleanse Pill had only purified her system. hadn’t done a thing to trim her waist.

She hadn’t even made it a hundred yards before someone sidled up beside her.

Cameron strolled next to her, pouting as he jogged. His body language screamed annoyance. If the woods weren’t full of danger, he would have stayed in bed.

Rosalie smirked and gave him a sidelong glance. “Well, ok at that. What a coincidence.”

The little fox scoffed and turned his head, refusing to get her eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself, Matriarch. This is just a coincidence.”

He dragged out the word on purpose, and Rosalie had bite her lip to stop from laughing.

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Chapter 13 Questions

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After two or three laps, they were both back at the house Rosalie was panting, her forehead glistening with

sweat.

Micah stepped forward and held out a bowl. “Matriarch have some water. It’ll help.”

“Thanks,” Rosalie said, taking it. She drank deeply, water dripping from her chin and sliding down her neck, soaking the thin fabric over her chest.

Micah’s gaze darkened for a moment. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out a soft cloth, and stepped closer to wipe her sweat.

Rosalie flinched. She took a step back instinctively.

“That’s really not necessary.”

Micah’s expression faltered. His eyes dimmed like a kicked puppy’s.

Rosalie exhaled and stopped moving. She let him continue, even though she felt awkward about it.

Micah’s lips curled up again, his polite smile back in place.

Rosalie walked toward the backyard. Her eyes widened when she saw a massive wild boar lying there with several pheasants beside it. The sight made her pulse quicken. That much meat could fetch a fortune.

Still, butchering it would be a nightmare.

A sly smile crept onto her lips. She turned her gaze toward Cameron and lifted a finger, motioning for him

to come over.

Cameron trotted toward her like an obedient pup. “What do you need, Matriarch?”

“Cammo, how’d you like to eat something really good today?”

She called me Cammo!

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